My Science Fair is going to find out the chemical reaction that happens to fudge when its made. I will look on science sites and i will get information on how it works, i will print out pictures and i will glue them on my science board/poster.
Descriptive Writing about beach
As i walked along the sand; I could feel the tiny grains between my toes, I turned my vision towards the gentle waves of the ocean; it is was mesmerizing; it felt like I was the only one in the world, I was quickly drawn away by the taste of rotten seaweed in the air and the fetid smell of dead fish washed up on the sand; the smell burnt the inside of my nose. I could hear the laughter of young children in the ocean; the sounds made my heart feel warm and drew my mind back to when i came to this beach as a kid.
I like myself, I like my toes,
my feet, my hair and my nose
I like my ears,
I like my hair,
I like every part in here
I'd like myself if i was a a mat,
I'd like myself if i was a cat,
Even if i was a rat
I'd like myself if i was big or small,
I'd like myself if i was tall
Even if i was a spade or pale,
Even if i had a tail
Even if i was pants,
Even if i was covered in fire ants
I'd like myself if my name was Jess,
Paul or Mary,
Even if my name was Terry
I like my self
and you should too,
I'm special and you are too
Cinquain
Skateboard
Wooden, Metal
Grinding, Speeding, Exciting
Board Spinning
Fun
My 3 goals for this term are:
1. To start my work faster and finish it faster.
2. To focus on my maths and get better at it.
3. To not talk so much in class.
MY SCIENCE FAIR
My Science Fair is going to find out the chemical reaction that happens to fudge when its made. I will look on science sites and i will get information on how it works, i will print out pictures and i will glue them on my science board/poster.Descriptive Writing about beach
As i walked along the sand; I could feel the tiny grains between my toes, I turned my vision towards the gentle waves of the ocean; it is was mesmerizing; it felt like I was the only one in the world, I was quickly drawn away by the taste of rotten seaweed in the air and the fetid smell of dead fish washed up on the sand; the smell burnt the inside of my nose. I could hear the laughter of young children in the ocean; the sounds made my heart feel warm and drew my mind back to when i came to this beach as a kid.